In every pub ...


Back In Blighty V



Have a drink on me,
Son.
Proud of you,
Lad,
Said the old man
To the young
Soldier,
Scarred by Afghan
Taliban.
Have that one
On me,
The highest
Accolade,
The warmest
Gesture
Of Love,
That a Briton
Can Offer.
Have a drink
On me,
Son.



Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2009-07-27 at 23:36

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wow thatwas amazing..i am lost...ur that wise.
i loved how u made ur imagenation work...im gone have to discuss this with u..seems i missed certain parts..

gr8 writing
2010-02-10